I see you
I see you
Are not alone
This poem is a love letter. It is a love letter written to my friends and to all of those who are courageously becoming whole, integrating all of who we are, the anger, the beauty and the fear.
It is also a love letter to myself, words that I need to hear on a daily basis.
In a lot of my work I seek to center the experiences of people who are marginalized. By centering the stories and images of those on the margins, I hope to move each of us to greater solidarity and deeper connection and interdependence.
But what about the parts of ourselves that we marginalize? What about the anger and sadness? The grief? What about the envy and hate? The emptiness? What about the beauty we fail to see in ourselves?
In this piece I intend to focus on those marginalized parts of ourselves, the parts that we are most reluctant to share with others, the roots beneath the soil.
This poem and painting were born out of what I have learned about the healing power of accompaniment, of being witnessed and accompanied in all of who we are.
I want this piece to reflect what others see in us that we fail to see in ourselves. And I want it to reflect what we see in ourselves that others often fail to see.
Somewhere in the middle, I believe that we move towards wholeness. Somewhere in the middle, I believe that we learn to connect and engage vulnerability.
Vulnerability, I believe, is what heals us from our isolation and opens us up to greater intimacy and wholeness.
In reflecting on images to accompany these words, I settled on roots, soil and plant growth as symbols of our mystery and complexity and the delicate balance between what most of us see in the plant that grows above the soil and the roots below, often out of sight, that make us who we are and sustain us.
The beautiful part about roots is that they thrive in the midst of decomposition (transformation) and are also deeply connected to the root systems of other nearby plants.
Similarly, the marginalized parts of ourselves are what connect each of us, we all experience sadness and fear, anger and envy.
If we allow ourselves to connect not only with our own marginalized experiences, our roots, but also vulnerably open ourselves to those experiences of others, their roots, we are able to move towards inclusion and interconnection; we are able to engage transformation and grow together.